Wow, it's chapter 10 already? Woah. Rachel is on a role :D

Especially in this chapter. If you don't want to read about extensive kissing and other stuff that follows, then stop reading this chapter when you get to the part in Tasha's perspective. But if you do want to read it then ignore this notice entirely XD But remember, this story is only rated T. There is no descriptive sex I promise.

I will say that there may be some comments early on in this chapter that could be considered racist. Please believe me when I say that it is only the character being so, and I don't actually think any of comments that are said. It's just a part of the story.

Disclaimer will be done next chapter.

Somewhere in America…

"Kira, I know what you're trying to do. But killing innocent children is evil. Just because America's population is exploding does not give you the right to try and shorten it by killing. Please stop."

"How dare he!" Kira roared. "This continent is becoming a giant version of China! Do we really want to be taking after bloody Asians? Hmm, L?"

Zellogi watched on as Kira ranted.

"L, I never believed that you would actually show yourself. At least this way I can deal with you and no one will ever know it had anything to do with me," Kira sneered, and took out the Death Note. When they were done, a name was written down.

Laurent Collins.

"Deal with that!" Kira proclaimed smugly.

Suddenly, 'L' collapsed. He was carried off screen. Kira began to laugh evilly.

And then the gothic L appeared on screen. Zellogi chuckled a little. Ryuk had told him about how L discovered the last Kira's whereabouts.

"What bullshit is this?" Kira demanded.

L

"Kira, that was not actually me. That was an inmate from the Nevada prison. Speaking of Nevada, let me tell you something. While I had Laurent announce that this broadcast was being shown all over America, it was not. We are actually only showing this in Las Vegas, Nevada. We planned to show it around America until Laurent died, but that won't be necessary. You, Kira, are in Las Vegas. And I know exactly how you kill, thanks to the Kira that was killing criminals are few years ago. That is all."

I turned off the microphone and had Watari end the broadcast.

"L, that was amazing!" Tasha cried, throwing her arms around me.

I winced.

"Oh… sorry… your back…" She took a step back. I smiled.

"No, it's quite alright. More than alright actually."

We were alone in my room. Aizawa, Matsuda and Mogi had seen it all before and couldn't be bothered watching. They were working in the main room.

Tasha came over and sat on my lap.

"So… what now?" She asked.

"Now, we celebrate," I murmured, and kissed her.

"Mmm," she sighed and leaned into the kiss a little, careful not to let me get the wrong idea.

I forgot everything. The case, the fact that anyone could walk in on us, my name, myself, and just focused on the beauty that was this. Me and Tasha. Together. Finally.

There was knock on the door.

I sighed, and broke off the kiss. Tasha hopped off my lap and moved to lean against the table side instead.

"Come in," I allowed.

Matsuda burst in.

"Aizawa's found something!" He shouted cheerfully.

Aizawa/Ryuga

"You asked me to look at the first deaths that seemed abnormal, Ryuzaki, and I did that. Turns out that the first ten or so murders were actually committed in Las Vegas, Nevada," I said triumphantly.

"I suspected as much. Child-Kira was probably testing out the notebook at that stage. They wouldn't 've known how to use it properly, or would've at least wanted to test if it was real," L muttered, mostly to himself.

"But why ten? And why does he keep repeating this ridiculous pattern?" Matsuda asked.

"Well, I'm not sure about the ten murders. But as for the pattern, I believe that there is around a 68% chance that Child-Kira is methodical. Extremely so."

"It would definitely explain a lot," I agreed.

"Ryuzaki, I've narrowed down the list of places that offer shift work to those in Nevada. All that's come up are a few youth care facilities, a couple of hospitals and the Nevada FBI office," Mogi announced.

"Hmm…" L mused. "Wouldn't it be interesting if Child-Kira was an FBI agent?"

"But wouldn't it make more sense that Child-Kira worked in a hospital? They'd have more access to information about newborns," I pointed out.

"You maybe right. But people work in hospitals to make people better. Don't forget Child-Kira wants to shorten the population of America, not lengthen it. Helping the injured and ill has no benefit to his goals. I find it hard to believe that Child-Kira would have such a job. And youth care facilities help young people get back on track, rather then leave them on the streets to die. So I find it more likely that Child-Kira is an FBI agent."

"And youth care facilities help the youth, which is exactly who Kira is trying to eliminate," Tasha added.

"Exactly. No, there's a 75% chance that Child-Kira, is an FBI agent in Nevada. Well, the Nevada is part is 100%. Mogi, please make me a list of all the FBI agents who are listed to work in Nevada, even if they aren't there presently."

"Of course, Ryuzaki." Mogi got to work straight away.

"Tasha, I need to talk to you. Alone."

She nodded and left the room.

"What about us, Ryuzaki?" I asked, meaning Matsuda and I.

"Aizawa, you can help Mogi. And as for you, Matsuda… the bathrooms need cleaning."

"Aww what?" Matsuda protested.

Tasha

L joined me a few moments later. I wondered what he wanted to talk to me about.

"On the roof," he whispered as he walked past.

I nodded and followed.

When we got up there, he walked over to the edge and gazed at the view below.

"It's so high up here, isn't it?" he said.

I walked over, a little confused. "Yes it is. What's this about?"

He turned to face me, a sorry expression in his eyes.

"None of the other task force members know that you are actually an FBI agent for Nevada, Tasha. When they go through all the members, your real name is sure to come up. They aren't stupid, they'll realise it's you, especially since there's most likely to be a photo. Are you sure it's alright if they find out your name?"

This was what he was worried about? I actually started to laugh.

"What?" He asked, confused.

I managed to take a break, but I was still gasping a little.

"That's all that you were worried about? Really? From the look in your eyes, I thought you were going to break up with me or something!" I started laughing again.

"Tasha, I would never do that," L said seriously, putting his hand on my shoulder. "I love you, and I won't ever leave you."

I sobered up after that. "What?"

L blinked, surprised as well. "I… love you."

I ran over and hugged him. I jumped on top of him actually, swinging my legs around his waist. It was like I was a clip on. My weight didn't affect him at all.

"I love you too," I whispered in his ear. "So much."

He pulled my head back, and gazed into my eyes. Then, he kissed me so sweetly and passionately, I… I couldn't control myself. I knew what I wanted, what I needed. I leaned in completely to the kiss. I let my tongue do exactly what it wanted, and let my hands roam freely.

L paused, a little taken aback.

"What happened to going slow?" he whispered in my ear.

"Screw going slow," I growled, and kissed him again.

L sensed what I wanted. And he seemed more then happy to oblige.

"Should we… should we go inside?" He suggested, gasping.

"Mmm… no. That'd mean I have to wait. I don't want to wait. I want you." I tugged on him, bringing my forehead to his. "Right now."

Then, it started to rain. It seemed as though the universe didn't fancy watching.

"The stairwell?" I suggested.

"Slut," L smirked.

"I can't help it if I'm in love."

"It would seem neither can I. But your room is near the stairs. Can you at least wait a little bit?"

"No," I growled. "But we can go. I'll just be busy on the way down there."

And with that, I resumed kissing him. He kissed me back, but not as strongly as before, since he was also trying to concentrate on not falling over as we made our way down the stairs, him carrying me as we went.

Our tongues danced, my hands roamed, and suddenly clothes seemed to much. I wanted him, wanted to touch him, with out the silly useless fabric getting in the way. So I pulled off his shirt, and left it lying on the stairs. I decided to let him take mine off in his own time.

"Someone's gonna see that you know," L pointed out.

"Too bad. We're not stopping."

"I never dreamed of it." He smiled seductively, and I kissed him, this time focusing on his jaw line. There was no words for the thrill that went through me when I heard a soft moan escaping from the back of his throat.

And then suddenly, he'd swung me around so that he was carrying me bridal style, and we were in my room and on my bed and… time just stopped from there. Or I stopped noticing it. Whatever.

Guess what theyyyy did… :D

I love writing L and Tasha scenes. But then it can sometimes get a bit out of hand…

The case is moving along finally! I've had a bit of trouble figuring out how to get that to happen, so I settled on being unoriginal and using the TV trick. Meh, it works.

Andddd I've just realised that Ryuk hasn't appeared recently. I'll try and get him into the next chapter somehow :)

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